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I THINK I SORTA LOVED Tawny Abrams. Collette, I didn’t trust as far as I could throw her, but Tawny, she was the best girl. She was working for me in between looking for a place to do her clinicals to get her degree in Psychology. After Keegan and Sig left, it was her professional opinion that we drain the liquor cabinet at Phi Beta Delta. I was happy to go along with that, Collette leading the way. I’ve been pretty buzzed ever since. Missed the last three days’ worth of classes too. Keegan must be pissed by now. Frankly, I didn’t care. I was collecting the roses he kept sending though. They were pretty and smelled so good, I couldn’t toss them. Even though Collette said I should. She didn’t understand, sure I was pissed, but I still loved Keegan, nothing would change that. Keeping the roses showed I cared, even if I refused to answer his texts. I did send an unhappy face to Sig. I couldn’t let him go on thinking I was mad at something he didn’t really do.
“You gonna go to the Meet and Greet tonight?” Tawny chuckled as I rolled over in the bed, clutching the covers to pull myself across it toward the bottle of bourbon on the floor.
“No. I don’t wanna run into them,” I mumbled, my face inhibited by the sheets.
“Oh, phooey. You’re the Deviant Class Representative. You need to show a presence. Besides, fuck them. We go, look hot, and have a great fucking time. Those two losers can suck my clit.”
I laughed, rolling over with the bottle to my lips, spilling it all over. “Shit!” I hopped up trying not to take a liquor bath.
“You need a shower, girl. You smell like a brewery.” She leaned in close to me, licking up my collar bone. “But you taste mighty fine,” she purred, running her hand up my thigh.
“Hmm, what would I have done without you around?” I let my head fall forward as I grabbed her by the head, my teeth finding her throat. She gasped as I started to drink, her arms wrapping around me.
“You’d starve.” Her fingers slid up into my hair, she tasted like flowers smell. Sweet and sour, every inch of her that I had licked so far was like being in a candy shop. It wasn’t like being with Kimmy. Tawny knew how to nudge me in the right direction, her body suggested things and I was happy to oblige, in return she shared her intoxicating tonic and played me like a fiddle. I felt a twinge of guilt at first, but I also knew that I need to be satiated or I’d lose my mind. Keegan would either understand or he wouldn’t and really, I didn’t much care at this point.
She pushed me off slightly, letting me know it was enough and I closed the wound with a long, leisurely trail of my tongue against her ebony flesh. “Your control is getting much better.” She ran her index finger down my blood stained lips. “Red is definitely your color.” Her lips were full and soft as she sought to part mine with her tongue. The kiss was deep, blood filled and then she was off the bed and headed for my closet.
“Now then what are you going to wear tonight? It’s gotta be hot, especially if you plan on teasing and forgiving that lunkhead.” She smiled, looking back at me as I fell forward on the bed.
“Who says I’m going to forgive him? I’m still super pissed over it all.”
“Honey, I’m not stupid. I may be a great fuck, but I ain’t got the parts you really want. You love him, he fucked up. You need to talk to him, he’s suffered enough, I think.” She spun around, pulling out a spaghetti strapped white slip of a dress. I’d bought it on a whim but was too afraid of the high hem to ever actually wear it. The tags were still on it, for Christ’s sake. “This will do nicely, I think. It’ll remind him of everything he’s risking by being a dumbass.”
“I couldn’t.”
“You can, and you are. Now, let’s get you in the shower, and I’ll run back to the dorm to grab a few things. Oh! Tonight is gonna be so much fun!” She grabbed and ushered me toward my bathroom. “I’ll let myself out.”
“I- Okay.” It was all I could say as it seemed arguing with her wouldn’t get me anywhere.